Difficult to return

The entrance door is opened, and a cool breeze blows in from the hallway, bringing the fragrance of lilies on the balcony.

It was past two o'clock at night, Song Shuhua had already fallen asleep, and the house was quiet, and the small night light in the porch was waiting for his late husband instead.

Lu Mingchen took off his shoes and coat, took a shower in the bathroom of the guest room, and originally planned to sleep in the guest room, but the light leaking from the crack in the door of the master bedroom attracted him like moths.

The door was not closed tightly, and it was pushed open silently, the bedside lamp on his side was on, and the bulging body of the husband was under the quilt.Song Shuhua lay on his side in a regular manner, leaving a place for the man who hadn't returned home.

Lu Mingchen didn't go to bed, but walked around the foot of the bed, stood beside her husband, watching him quietly.

The dim light of the desk lamp shrouded the back of his head, and the soft hair scattered on the pillow was trimmed with fluffy golden edges.His face was completely hidden in the shadows, he breathed softly and soothingly, and slept peacefully and soundly.

Lu Mingchen squatted beside the bed, carefully looking at her husband's face.He is so beautiful, pure but weak, clear and innocent, a kind of beauty that people will love unconsciously.

But in fact, the husband is not like this.

He betrayed himself, was willing to degenerate, and voluntarily became the dirty fantasy of other men - this is what Lu Mingchen saw, but what didn't he see?

Lu Mingchen has already passed the age of believing in fairy tales, he doesn't believe that his husband can get out of such a job unscathed.Or maybe this is his willing debauchery, and he can only be satisfied in such vain vanity.

Thinking about her husband's extreme conservatism in front of him, the anger in Lu Mingchen's chest instantly burned to the top of his head.He wished he could grab her husband's hair, press him on the bed, treat him in the worst way, let him get the punishment he deserved, and make him dare not do it again.

After watching for a long time, the corners of Lu Mingchen's eyes felt sore, his chest felt congested, and his stomach began to ache.

He reached out to his husband, and gently brushed a few strands of hair that fell down his cheeks behind his ears.

Although the movement was very light, the sleeping person frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes.

It wasn't too surprising to meet her husband's eyes. The familiar aura itself gave a sense of security. Song Shuhua muttered in a nasal voice that was not yet fully awake: "I'm back, what time is it?"

"02:30."

"It's so late, go to sleep now."

The man just stared at him and didn't speak.

"Are you still sleepy? You have to go to work tomorrow."

Lu Mingchen rubbed his fingers against her husband's cheek, rubbing that soft and smooth skin back and forth.His throat was tight and his voice was hoarse: "It's hard, I can't sleep..."

Song Shuhua stretched out his hand from under the quilt, touched his husband's forehead, and then touched his own: "I don't have a cold, why do you feel uncomfortable?"

The man suddenly grabbed both of his hands, pressed them against the head of the bed forcefully, and pushed him up, pressing his whole body under him, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, panting violently, and the hot breath on the other's face .

Smelling her husband's breath, Song Shuhua sideways turned his face away: "Drinking? Does your stomach hurt? I'll cook something for you, and sleep after eating."

The man held him down like this, without moving, as if he was frozen, only panting heavily.

"You have to eat something quickly, the pain will be severe in a while, and the stomach medicine won't work anymore." Song Shuhua said, struggling hard with his wrist.

But her husband held him tightly, and he couldn't break away from the pain, so he had to call his name again: "Mingchen, are you drunk...you hurt me..."

Lu Mingchen let go, and fell sideways on the bed, covering his eyes with his arms.

Song Shuhua sat up from the bed, tied up his hair with a hair tie, and then lifted the quilt to cover her husband: "Lie down for a while." After speaking, he put on his clothes and went out.

The lights outside were turned on, and with the sound of her husband walking in slippers, the quiet and dead home came alive again.

Soon, Song Shuhua came in with a baby warmer, stuffed it into her husband's arms, and let him warm his stomach first.Then I heard the sound of fire and chopping vegetables in the kitchen.Not long after, he brought a bowl of viscous hot soup to the bedside. It contained tofu, mushrooms, sliced ​​meat and other various ingredients. It was light and salty, and it was steaming.

Lu Mingchen stared at the bowl without moving, Song Shuhua handed the spoon to him: "Eat while it's hot."

He stuffed spoonfuls into his mouth mechanically, the sour and bitter taste concealed the deliciousness of the food, and he swallowed it whole.

The husband cleaned up the kitchen and brought him water and stomach medicine after he finished eating.

Lying back on the bed again, Song Shuhua asked, "Is it still uncomfortable? Is it better?"

After drinking a bowl of hot soup, Lu Mingchen felt hot all over his body, and his empty stomach was filled by the warmth, and the pain was no longer there.It's just that the heart has changed from falling into the ice cave just now to the hot oil pan, and it is suffering from repeated frying at this time.

They have slept in the same bed for more than seven years, more than 2000 days and nights. He thought that he had everything that his husband had, that he was the person who knew him best in the world, and was also the person closest to him in the world.And the truth is he probably doesn't know the top drag queen as well as a regular at the shop.

Lu Mingchen asked hoarsely, "Ah Hua, do you have anything to tell me?"

"Huh?... What's the matter?"

"Things about you, things I don't understand. If you tell me today, I can pretend nothing happened."

Song Shuhua's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately felt that it was impossible.

It is impossible for the husband to find out that he hates drag shows so much that the possibility of entering QUEEN by mistake is almost zero.Besides, he has been very careful, there is nothing used by women in the house, and no one around him has ever noticed it.

He didn't know what her husband meant by saying this suddenly. He probably did something that didn't suit the other party's wishes.

"There is nothing you don't understand about me." Song Shuhua cautiously, with a bit of grievance in his tone, "...Is there something wrong with me, just tell me."

For this reason, the husband still concealed it, bitterness and anger came to his heart again, Lu Mingchen held his breath and suppressed it.

"... Mingchen?"

"It's nothing, just sleep."

He almost suffered from insomnia all night, until it was dawn and his husband beside him got up, and Lu Mingchen took a nap.

The two sat face to face for breakfast, and Song Shuhua helped him peel a boiled egg.

"You look very bad. You should rest at home for half a day in the morning and go to the company after lunch."

As usual, Lu Mingchen took the egg that her husband peeled for him, and they ate it in two bites, swallowing it with a mouthful of hot milk.

"It's okay, I can rest in the company."

"Then don't drive, in case you doze off along the way... Shall I call you a car?"

"No, I will use the car when I come back in the afternoon."

"How about I take you off? Drive your car, and I'll call the car back when I get to the company." Song Shuhua said, quickly put the dishes away in the kitchen, took off his home clothes and put on a coat.

Seeing that her husband didn't speak, and didn't know if he was still angry about something that happened last night, he persuaded him again: "I'll see you off, you can sleep in the car for a while."

It's always like this, the husband will feel guilty when he does something wrong, and he will use a little effort to make up for his guilt. He really understands this very well.Speaking of which, there were many times like this in the past, but Lu Mingchen was unwilling to think about it.

Song Shuhua drove very seriously.Sitting in the co-pilot, Lu Mingchen watched her husband meticulously steer the steering wheel backing up the car, unaware that he already knew his secret.

If Lu Mingchen told him at this moment that he already knew all this, what would happen to her husband?Will he be frightened and beg him not to tell his parents and not to divorce?

While waiting for the community guard to let him pass, Song Shuhua suddenly leaned over to fasten his seat belt for him: "Go to sleep for a while."

Lu Mingchen closed his eyes.

The morning rush hour was a bit congested. After a while, Song Shuhua thought her husband had fallen asleep, but he suddenly said, "Ah Hua, I'm going on a business trip this Friday."

My husband hasn't been on a business trip for a long time.During this period of time, I didn't find anything unusual about him, and it didn't look like he had found a newcomer.Only the one who came back late yesterday, could it be the person I was looking for yesterday?

Suppressing all kinds of guesses in his heart, Song Shuhua just asked plainly: "Well, how many days?"

"This short trip, one day, I'll be back on Saturday."

"Well, be careful when you go out, drink less alcohol, and remember to bring stomach medicine."

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Tang Chi was in a daze, and everyone seemed to have double shadows.The hangover feeling lasted until the next day, and it's only Thursday, and it won't be over tomorrow.

Even if the social animal is so drunk the first day that he is unconscious, he still has to get up on time to go to work the next day.The boss is different. Seeing that it is past the point of work on weekdays, Boss Lu should be resting comfortably at home.

In short, don't do such stupid things as drinking with the boss in the future.

He called Yan Qing through the internal line, and begged her for help: "Yanyan, my breakfast is downstairs, can you go and get it for me?"

"How are you?"

"I broke my leg."

"...Then go get it yourself, you can climb to the company, why can't you climb downstairs to get breakfast?"

"..." Tang Chi pressed his temples that had been throbbing wildly, "It's actually a hangover. I was drinking with Mr. Lu last night. I really can't do it. Help me."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qing opened the door and came in after a while, carrying Tang Chi's breakfast.

"Thank you, beauty Yanyan, have you had breakfast, if not, I can share with you."

"No, I've eaten." Looking at the man's face, "Didn't you say to drink with Mr. Lu? Why are you acting like you're going to die? Mr. Lu is full of energy."

Tang Chi raised his face from the fast food box: "Mr. Lu is here?"

"Here we are, I just met downstairs." Yan Qing muttered in confusion, "A pretty man sent him here."

"That should be his husband."

"You said Mr. Lu has...a husband?" Yan Qing's eyes widened, and he unconsciously raised his voice.

"Hush... Keep your voice down, Boss Lu is right next door to me, you're afraid he won't hear you." Tang Chi waved at the girl and lowered his voice, "Boss Lu is gay and married the son of Zihua's major shareholder , don't tell anyone."

Yan Qing opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg.

When Tang Chi was about to say something, the phone rang.Seeing that it was an insider line from the boss's office, he felt a thump in his heart. Could it be that the boss's small talk was really heard.

He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, and answered the phone seriously: "Mr. Lu?"

"Call me someone from Zhebo."

Zhebo is their long-term cooperative law firm, mainly handling some domestic and foreign contract lawsuits.

"Is it a domestic or foreign case? Or is it Lawyer Cao?"

"No, you asked Lawyer Cao to recommend a better divorce lawyer."

"..."

Tang Chi's mouth was also open enough to stuff an egg, and before he could close his mouth, the phone on the other end hung up.